What if your burdens
Could be blown away?
A soft puff of air,
Gone
Off with dispair?
Carried by winds
Drift here and soar there
Landing on trees
Rivers
Planes skimming air...
Once they have left you
You've nary a care
Your heart spreading wide
What if your troubles
We're gone in a moment
Who would you call
Would even you dare?
If burdens could go
To East or to West,
Where would you send them
Having never been yet?
I carry a basket, a glass
And a pen,
And puff at the burdens
This well never ends.
Janelle Gregory
Logo courtesy of @KingLeon47